Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Chapter 203: How did you get here?

Shao Xuan sat on the stool and did not care about the threat of the afternoon.

“You're not my opponents.” Shao Xuan said.

The horn hummed, "We two brothers together, two to one. ”

“Neither can fight. ”

“You son...” Horn afternoon again, stopping by the flames.

Sitting on the bench next to him, he looked at Shao Xuan in flames: "Speak your intentions. ”

Shao Xuan was not in a hurry to come, but asked, "I wonder why you are so wary of me? Do you doubt my identity? ”

Speaking of which, the horn lunch was silent, but there was obvious hatred in his eyes. This hatred was not directed at Shao Xuan, but what he remembered.

After a moment of silence, Flaming said: “When we meet our fellow countrymen, the first feeling will be friendly. I have to admit, the feeling you gave me was actually kind, and we didn't doubt your identity. But even if you're like us, you're a Horn Tribal backward, so what? ”

Shao Xuan thought, "Have you been betrayed? ”

What the horn lunch wanted to say, looked at the flame and held it back again. He was just breathing heavily. He was also breathed. This gas was not directed at Shao Xuan.

“Sure.” For this, Shao Xuan was helpless. He thought that all the visitors of the Flaming Horn tribe would be like flames. After seeing the old people, he also felt that it was not easy for the tribe people. He kept his faith and was persevering. But...

Shao Xuan has also heard things from Lao Xuan. Not every descendant of the Flaming Horn tribe is a good friend. Not everyone is loyal, and it is inevitable that there will be traitors. There are few such people, but there is absolutely no one who can betray their beliefs, they have to be prevented!

When Shao Xuan left the Feng tribe, Lao Xuan also warned Shao Xuan that if he found a tourist from the tribe, he would first observe it, and if it was long and crooked, he would deny it.

In the future, those who have a bad heart will be abandoned even if they return to the Flaming Horn tribe. By witch standards, there are strict rules for the Tutten warriors in this tribe, let alone the traitors.

Therefore, even if Shao Xuan is eager to find some tribal tourists who can build boats, he must first observe them. Different people, naturally treated differently.

And the Horn Noon brothers, Shao Xuan had a short contact, but the impression was good, the brothers, one stable, one slightly impatient, but not like that kind of bad heart.

Sighed, Shao Xuan also continued to drag, stopped talking, pulled out a stone card and put it on the table.

The moment I saw the pattern on the tablet, the flame just felt my breathing stopped and I stared at the tablet without blinking. Horn noon wants to go and pick it up and see, afraid of being burned, hurriedly grabbing the mumps, I don't know what to do.

"Is this the totem of our flaming horn tribe? It's also the first time I've seen such a clear totem. ”

Speaking of flaming, he took out a pebble knife with a long palm, and on that small wooden table, he drew it little by little, following the totem on the stone card. He carved very slowly, but very carefully.

The corner afternoon next to him also stared, became cautious, afraid to make a little movement to disturb the flaming motion.

Shao Xuan reconfirmed these two brothers in his heart. Luckily, these are two good seedlings.

After the engraving, the flame carefully touched the engraved pattern, as if to stamp it to death in the brain.

As he raised his head, he looked at Shao Xuan with some relief and a little gratitude.

“Sorry.” The flame grinned bitterly, "It is true that I have been betrayed...”

Flaming briefly told Shao Xuan what happened back then.

At that time, Horn Noon was also a young boy in his early teens, and when he was already working in the fleet, he was responsible for all the work of the family. Back then, there were a few more people in the Longboat tribe, and together, in the morning and afternoon, there were eight people, and we all got along very well, and we always thought, this is the case for all of us.

Until one day, a fellow of the Horn Tribe descendants appeared, as if he had been hunted down, wounded, or rescued by fire and others. Later, he lied about a very nice place, where people were much better than the Longboat tribes, and persuaded everyone to come along.

Because he spoke too beautifully and too attractively, we all look forward to it for those who still have to work hard in the Longboat tribe.

Later, everyone worked together to build a boat that was no bigger than that of the Longboat tribe, but much better than the smaller boats in the tourist area. Everyone came together and planned to leave together. But when the boat went all the way, he designed to push everyone off the boat.

“There are two tributaries clustered together, because one tributary is black and one is muddy yellow, so the integrated river, at the fork, has two colors, and there are plenty of fish with pointed teeth. Eight people fell into the river, and only three survived. The traitor took the boat and went downstream, I still remember him slapping down the waterman with the oars... Later, the three of us went up the river and back to the Longboat tribe. In order to build the boat, what our ancestors had left here was consumed, and that man, with the rest of our savings, left, never showed up again. ”

At the time of the presentation, the fiery voice was calm, but the hatred in the eyes was profound. This is the main reason for their protection against Shao Xuan. The blow was too heavy and has not yet subsided.

Being betrayed and experiencing the lessons of blood is why you show vigilance when faced with tribal backwardness.

“My brother almost didn't survive the bite of those fish for me, even if he survived, his body was much worse. The burning brother pushed him ashore, but he couldn't survive.” Corner afternoon said with red eyes next to it.

The burning of horn lunch is that now the third horn tribe traveler in the tribe, except the horn lunch brothers, lives in the cabin next door, and should still be working outside now, not coming back.

“It's all in the past. A while ago, we had a totem tattoo on us, and we got stronger, and my body got better.” The flames look toward Shao Xuan, “have you ever had a totem pattern? ”

“Totem?” Shao Xuan wondered.

The flash was because he himself had a slight totem pattern, but listened to the flame, they were like the old ones, never revealed before, why did it suddenly appear?

When asked about the specific time, Shao Xuan discovered that the day they revealed the totem coincided with when he was in the fire pond of his homeland.

It seems that the fire pond in the homeland is still effective.

Seeing Shao Xuan didn't answer, he thought he hadn't revealed himself, so he was going to comfort him. He was just about to say that he saw a very clear line on Shao Xuan's face, much clearer than the one they had the other day!

In general, such a degree of totem pattern can only be owned by people at the Totem Warrior level.

“You… you…” The horn lunch pointed to Shao Xuan, “you” did not hold out many other words.

Shao Xuan ignored the excitement of the two brothers, pulled out a beast roll and pen and asked the flame: “What's the man's name? ”

“Who?” The flames didn't react.

“The traitor. ”

“Knife, his name is Knife.” The name is engraved in a corner of the table with a stone knife. In addition to his early parents' professor, after his parents died, he also knew words because he often worked in the Longboat tribe fleet, a name he never forgot.

After looking at the words, Shao Xuan wrote them down on the beast roll.

“The traitor will never be forgiven. Even if he fled to the tip of the earth, even if he had joined other great tribes, he would pay the price if he had the chance.” Shao Xuan said.

Without telling the witch, Shao Xuan can guess what the witch will do after they know about it.

If you invest in other tribes for a living, the Horn Tribes will inevitably be disappointed, but not necessarily blamed. After all, travelers are too difficult. But if it is a traitor who persecutes his fellow countrymen, it will never be forgiven. In the Flaming Horn tribe, they will be executed. As Shao Xuan knows, the flaming horn tribes across the river, generations of witches, regardless of their character, will definitely resort to iron and blood methods for those who violate the rules, without any respite, even up and down the mountain.

“What do you have here?” Flaming sees the corner of the animal roll, and it says a lot of words, but there's a lot he doesn't understand.

“These are to be brought back to the witch.” Shao Xuan said.

“Witch?! We still have witches?!” The two brothers shouted simultaneously.

“Of course there is. Tribes are still there, sparks are still there, just a little further away. Otherwise, how do you think I got here as a Totem warrior? ”

The totem pattern of the Totem Warrior, which is beyond doubt, unlike that of the traitor back then, the totem pattern, is one of the most direct and powerful proof, more effective than 10,000 sentences. Brothers in flames have no doubt.

“So... can we... go back?” The flames, which are usually steady, stutter at this time.

“Sure, it's just a little far away and dangerous. ”

“We are not afraid!!” Two people at the same time.

“Wait a minute, I'll find them and burn them. Shao... Shao Xuan, right, can you wait here a little longer?” There is even pleading in flaming words.

“Don't worry, I'm here.” Shao Xuan said seriously.

“Thank you… thank you!” The flame rubbed the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened the door to go out.

After the flames left, the unchecked corner of the afternoon completely let go, crying, a voice scared Shao Xuan almost didn't sit down.

And at 1 o'clock in the corner, I didn't think anything was wrong. I sat directly on the ground, snotty nose and tears. To Shao Xuan: “How did you get here? If we were a few years early, we wouldn't have had to be fooled by that traitor... can we really go back? ”

“Yes.”

When Shao Xuan answered, the horn howled louder in the afternoon, howling and sucking his nose, howling and sucking again.

Shao Xuan looked straight on his face, touched the leather bag of the beast, and took out a piece of cold barbecue inside and handed it over.

Stop crying.

Shao Xuan ignored Shao Xuan as he sat there eating meat and sucking his nose. He wrote down the story of the Horn Brothers in detail. On this scroll of beasts, there was also a flash of fire and an old thing about them, none of which had fallen, including the traitor.